In the quiet and solemn prayer hall, only the deliberately suppressed breaths of the people could be heard.
With a blank expression, Pope Gregory watched Fred emerge from the crowd. After a while, he finally asked, "Mr. Fred, what is it that you ask?"
Under the Pope's scrutinizing gaze from high above, Fred's throat moved quickly, seeming a bit nervous. But soon, he adjusted his state of mind and said aloud:
"Most esteemed Pope Gregory, I have no intention of challenging your authority. However, my father's death has been obscure, and I find it unacceptable for him to be hastily buried in this way!"
"Mr. Fred, I can understand your pain and worries. But I have personally examined Governor Lattom's remains, and I found no sign of any wounds or poisoning.
Therefore, your father died of natural causes!"
"Sir, my father was always in good health. He was still cheerful at dinner last night. How could he suddenly die for no reason? There must be a problem!"
